Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1263 sent back (monthly ticket +1)

The father and son spent an entire afternoon shopping and ordered more than a dozen quilts and more than forty sets of cotton coats, which was quite a big purchase.

When I went back in the evening, I talked to other people and found out that other boat captains had also made plans to make reservations when they had a break in the near future.

We have to go out to sea as usual tomorrow, otherwise every day we miss is a day’s loss. We cannot rest unless the wind and waves do not allow it.

There are so many people at the port here, and you can imagine that when winter comes, there will be a great demand for warm things, and the prices will definitely go up. It’s better to order early before it gets completely cold.

Ye Yaodong organized the photos he had developed during this period. There were photos of various big fish, busy scenes at the dock, photos of dozens of their boats sailing on the sea, and even individual photos of them on the boat.

He didn't just take pictures of himself, he also took one or two pictures of other boatmen.

When he goes out, he always thinks about taking a few photos to keep as a souvenir. He is not stingy. When he takes photos for himself, he will also take a few photos for other people.

Others also suggested that he take it back with him.

He put all the information into an envelope, and after dinner, when he thought it was almost time, he went to the agreed-upon Ok Hall.

As soon as he arrived at the door of a new house, he heard the music coming from inside. The sound insulation was extremely poor.

No one was singing yet, just playing music. It was probably only 7 o'clock, not long after dark, and the nightlife had just begun.

He glanced at the large, colorful iron sign above his head, pushed the door open and walked in, and the music became even louder.

Zhang Rensu was already sitting inside and waved at him.

Ye Yaodong looked around. Rather than calling this an OK Hall, it would be more accurate to say that this was just a place with a few tables, a set of singing equipment, and a dance floor in the middle. It might be more appropriate to call it a dance hall.

He walked towards Zhang Rensu and his group. There were already five or six men and women sitting there. Not long after he sat down, another person pushed the door open and walked towards them.

Zhang Rensu introduced them to him one by one. He was familiar with most of them. Those he had seen before were all his cousins. There were only a few friends he didn't know.

I haven't seen the women yet. They said they were friends they called out to play with, and none of them was my wife.

Ye Yaodong understood as soon as he heard it, they were all out for fun.

He also introduced himself to everyone and boasted a lot, saying that he was a well-known boss and ship captain in two provinces, with dozens of large ships and hundreds of workers under him, factories in two provinces, and he was also the president...

Ye Yaodong just smiled and said a few humble words, saying that it was nothing he couldn't do to brag about the occasion.

After Zhang Rensu gave him a blowjob, the men and women became much more enthusiastic towards him, and he drank several glasses of wine.

There were even girls who would come up to him and sit next to him and chat and flirt with him.

"Take good care of my friend and have fun tonight."

Everyone responded happily, the atmosphere became lively, and some people started singing.

Ye Yaodong also handed the envelope containing the photos to Zhang Rensu, and asked him to bring it to his factory if he visited them, and someone would deliver it to his home.

After a few more toasts, he was pulled by the girl next to him and asked all kinds of questions and forced to drink. After a while, another girl sat over and he was sandwiched between the two girls.

He knew that he was good-looking, so he chatted with the two of them with a smile and drank to his heart's content.

Of course, this was definitely not a party with alcohol, it was just a gathering of friends. Everyone was very well behaved and at most they were chatting and laughing with their arms around each other.

They played until midnight. When some people left, Ye Yaodong took the opportunity to say hello and said that he had to go out to sea early in the morning and left first.

Unexpectedly, the two girls came out to see him off and wanted to ask him out to play tomorrow night. He just shook his head and refused, saying only that he had to go out to sea tomorrow and would stay on the sea for the next few days.

He had heard that in recent years, some of the ship captains who made a living in this port had married and settled down here.

It’s like having one home in my hometown and one home here, and there are quite a few of them.

Some women don't mind, as long as they have money.

He doesn't have this idea, and he might not even come next year. It's okay for him to just hang out with friends and have some fun.

Ye Yaodong came out half drunk and half awake, and after enjoying the breeze for a while, he chose the main road and jogged home quickly after he sobered up.

He is alone now, and if he walks slowly, who knows what he might encounter along the way. It would be safer if he runs home quickly with all his strength.

Fortunately, there was no danger and I didn't meet anyone on the road.

But when I was almost home, closer to the pier, I met some people chatting and laughing after selling their goods, and some people singing and talking dirty after visiting the red light district.

Father Ye was dozing off at the door and only woke up when he heard Ye Yaodong calling him.

"Why are you still sitting at the door so late?"

"Aren't you worried that you won't be able to come back? Don't go next time. It's so dangerous to be alone in the middle of the night."

"Oh, I just ran back quickly, it's fine."

"If I didn't know where the place was and everyone was asleep, I would have brought people out to look for you. Don't go alone next time."

"Got it, let's go inside and sleep."

Ye Yaodong put his arm around his father's shoulder and walked into the house. Listening to his father muttering about his dissatisfaction and worry, he fell asleep.

The next day, he went out to sea again, but after only three or four days, he received a typhoon warning notification on the radio. Even though they felt that the wind and waves could be tolerated, they still returned to port directly after discussion, as they believed that one should be prepared for the worst.

Ye Yaodong just felt unlucky. His pockets were empty and he was thinking about going out a few more times to earn more money, but then another typhoon formed.

There are more than a dozen typhoons of varying sizes every year, and they continue until National Day every year. It's really depressing.

But I did make some money on this trip, which relieved my stress a little. I have at least 6,000 to 7,000 yuan in my hands, and I will have enough money to pay the balance when I get my quilt and cotton clothes in a few days.

Except for the time when he was just reborn, he had never felt so tight on money. Fortunately, all the salaries were on hand and he didn't need to pay them now. At most, he could give an advance to some people who spent money lavishly.

It was just in time for him to return to port during the typhoon and rest at home for a few days. He could also go to the shipyard to look after the cargo ship.

He chose the largest local state-owned shipyard, which he said was also responsible for key national engineering projects and national defense construction tasks.

I don’t know whether it’s true or just bragging, but the scale is obvious to all.

He had also inquired before deciding, and found out that most of the large ships in the local port were produced by this large factory, while other small factories could only manufacture or repair small and medium-sized fishing boats.

In recent years, my country's economic system has been transformed into a market economy. Non-state-owned small and medium-sized shipbuilding enterprises have emerged in some major ports, and port cities here have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, many of which are foreign-funded.

However, even taking on the work of manufacturing and repairing small and medium-sized fishing boats makes those factories prosperous.

Choosing a state-owned shipyard also provides a guarantee. The sophisticated instruments in his cockpit are imported. If they were placed in a small factory, they might be dismantled, and he would have no place to cry.

Large state-owned factories can provide some security, and when he handed the boat over to the factory, he took a photo, just in case and as evidence.

During the typhoon days, he would have time to go and keep an eye on it a few more times.

After returning to the port, the dock was endless with fishing boats of various sizes and shapes.

This place is also a safe haven. At this time, all the fishing boats have returned, and thousands of fishing boats are parked in the fishing harbor, which is a grand scene that cannot be seen on weekdays.

After they sold all the goods and returned home to deal with some unwanted loose goods, Ye Yaodong said, "I'll take a nap and go to the shipyard when I wake up."

"Call back first. Didn't you ask someone to send photos back a few days ago? Call and ask. It's been a week since the last Mid-Autumn Festival."

"That's fine. By the way, I'd like to ask if the typhoon has any impact on my family."

At this point, Ye Yaodong recalled, "It was amazing that I called during the Mid-Autumn Festival. No one at home asked me about buying a boat."

"It probably hasn't been sent back yet. People who call probably only have time to talk about their own recent situation. They hang up after a minute. They don't have time to talk about you."

"Maybe. That would be the best. When I go back, I'll have some money left and no one will scold me."

Father Ye nodded.

But both of them were a little optimistic, because the truth will come out sooner or later.

Everyone outside knew that he borrowed tens of thousands of dollars to buy a boat worth 10 dollars.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone took turns calling home to report safety and only talked about the festival.

It's a typhoon day and I'm taking a break now. It hasn't been long since the last time we called each other, so we didn't have much to talk about. After asking about the typhoon day and saying it didn't affect me, the fact that he bought a boat naturally came to light.

When he woke up in the afternoon and went there again, most people had already called home.

He and his father were just waiting for the call to be picked up, and before they could even say "Hello" they were scolded by the other end of the line.

"I heard you borrowed money to buy a boat worth 10? You still owe tens of thousands. What kind of boat is a 'Suzuki' that costs 10? Is it made of gold?"

"The old one is confused, and the young one is confused too? He even borrowed tens of thousands of dollars. This money is not money at all. Tens of thousands of dollars is enough for the whole family to live on for a lifetime. He even put it on the boat. How many boats do you have..."

"10 yuan, 10 yuan. You two are out there with no one to supervise you, so you are doing this..."

"You only bought a boat with so much money. You could have bought a shipyard at home. But you went crazy and didn't make any money. You are still in debt. How much money do you owe..."

Ye Yaodong's ears were shaking. He held the phone far away and stared at his father...

"Give your dad the phone!"

Ye Yaodong hurriedly picked up the phone and put it to his father's ear. His father wanted to shake it off, but Ye Yaodong held his father's head to make him answer.

He leaned closer to the phone and said, "My dad said I can buy it. I asked him..."

Father Ye struggled, "What are you doing..."

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

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